Broken Pieces (Cape Isle, #3): A Cape Isle Novel

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neck and leave little kisses on her skin. Lexie runs her hands up and down my back.
    We are both quiet, too quiet.
    Neither of us have said a word.
    I reluctantly pull my face from her neck and look down at her.
    “Damn.”
    Yeah, that’s the brilliant thing that comes out of my mouth.
    She laughs lightly and kisses my cheek. “That about sums it up.”
    I shake my head and chuckle with her. “Sorry. That’s actually not what I was planning to say.”
    She lays her head back against the pillows and raises an eyebrow in question.
    I take a second to study her beautiful face. I actually can’t believe we just did that and I’m not sure what to say. I wait for the awkwardness to set in, but it never comes. I just had sex with my best friend. The same best friend that I’ve been in love with for as long as I can remember. Where do we go from here?
    “Now who’s thinking too much?” she asks, with a smile.
    I lace my fingers through her hair and rub slow circle on her temples with my thumbs. “I don’t know what to say, Angel,” I admit.
    She continues to stare at me and it’s a little unnerving. I wish she would say something, anything. She is so beautiful. I’ve always thought that, but it’s not just her outside appearance. She’s beautiful for the way she thinks. I love how Lexie’s mind works. She’s beautiful for that spark in her in her eyes when she talks about someone or something she loves. She is absolutely stunning for her ability to make other people smile even when she is sad. No, Lexie isn’t beautiful for something as small as an outward appearance. She is beautiful, down deep to her soul.
    I wish I could tell her that. I wish I could voice all of my thoughts to her, but instead I settle my lips against hers. I will tell her how much I love her, but even that doesn’t seem like enough. I want to give this woman the world.
    “I love you, Lexie. I fell in love with you when I was just a kid when I barely knew the meaning of the word. I know I never told you, but every time I tell you to get home safe, to stay warm, to have a good day, or to sleep well what I am really saying is that I love you. I love you so damn much that it’s starting to steal other words meanings.”
    Her eyes fill with tears for the third time in as many days, and I hate that it seems to be me that has caused them.
    I catch one tear as it leaks out of the corner of her eye. I lower my mouth and kiss away each one that falls.
    “Why are you crying, Angel?” I ask against her skin.
    She shakes her head causing more tears to fall. “How did I never know?” she whispers.
    I don’t know how to answer that because I’ve asked myself the same question a hundred times before. No, I never came right out and admitted my feelings, but I wasn’t necessarily hiding them either.
    I slip myself out of her body and lay on my side beside her, pulling her close to me and rubbing my hand up and down her back.
    “Lexie, I don’t know. Maybe it was never the right time for us.”
    She looks up at me and studies my face, running her small hand across my scruffy jaw. “Is it the right time for us now?”
    I turn my head and kiss her palm before looking back at her. “That’s up to you.”
    She nods her head and raises up to give me a small kiss on the lips. “Thank you.”
    I want to ask her what she is thanking me for, but I don’t. She lays back down and I tuck her against my body.
    I’ve said enough.
    Where we go from here is completely up to her. I just hope she chooses me.

Chapter Nine
    Lexie
     
    “I HAD SEX WITH MY best friend.”
    Jenna stares at me in shock. Cupcake batter is dripping off the spoon and onto the floor. She is so still I wonder if she is frozen like that. I walk over to where she is standing, careful to avoid the spoon, and poke her in the shoulder.
    “Say something,” I demand.
    She snaps her mouth closed and opens it again, but no words come out.
    I roll my eyes and make my way over to a stool and sit

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